If Only

Ten

Nate Crawford

I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket but I'm not in the mood to check who's calling. Entering the parking garage I got in my dark metallic blue electric Porsche

I went into my office. I never go in on Saturday's unless there are important meetings, but I needed to be somewhere that wasn't my place alone, where my thoughts could consume me. I'd close my eyes and all I would see was Charlotte. This girl just does something to me and I don't know what it is.

Entering the building I see the alarmed look of the man at the front desk surprised to see me. It's a flash of panic followed by a smile "morning Greg" I answered to his expression

"Good morning Mr.Crawford" he replied quickly as I walked by entering one of the elevators. People entered with me as awkward music played in the background. I sighed as I waited for my floor to arrive and then it did

I walked in to see my assistants Leslie and Charles desks empty. Usually Leslie is here on Saturday's which confused me. Just because I stopped working for a day doesn't mean everyone else does

I went into my office sinking into my leather seat at my desk. Powering on my computer, there had to be something I could do. I went to my emails and started to reply to some and then my phone buzzed again

"Nate tonight we have a dinner reservation with the fields" I listened to his words internally groaning

"Will the fields are in entertainment and movie theaters, those are dying out I've told you many times" sometimes I didn't understand Will's mind and idiocy

"They're start their own streaming service and want an investor" I sat in thought and then sighed, okay maybe not that much of an idiot

"Fuck it, make the reservation" I ended the call, In all honesty I needed the distraction

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Charlotte Bartlett

I slipped on a black satin lace cami and blue jeans with a circular gold sun necklace. I walked to the mirror and looked into it, placing a hand on my non-existent bump. I wondered what it would be like in a few months. I grabbed a cardigan and slipped on black pumps

Megan got us a reservation at the Clocktower on Madison. She used to date the bartender but luckily it didn't end badly and they remained as friend's

Stepping back into the bathroom I quickly applied lipgloss and did my hair in soft curls "hot mama" in the corner of my eyes I caught Grace in the mirror looking at me and then stole my lipgloss out from under me

"Ready to fuck shit up" Grace jabbered, I felt like I could honestly puke right now and not from nausea "not literally, come on Char we're having dinner then staying at the plaza" she laughed as relief washed over me.

She looked stunning as she did a spin for me. Her blonde hair was in a slick back bun and she was wearing tan trousers with a black bodysuit

We went into the kitchen to see Belle in a white crop top with black mom jeans and Megan in a black sleeveless shirt with leather pants "let's bounce a spa night awaits!" Grace cheered

"Food first" Meg reminded her grabbing her keys
"All bags are in the car, are we good to go?" She turned to me, "Are you sure you're okay with driving to the spa?"

"Perfectly fine, plus I can't drink it's easier this way and we don't have to come back and grab our bags" she gave me a thumbs up and opened the door to our apartment